
wildhorsefeathers wrote:Seren trotted to the direction of the rising sun,whitch now hung in the sky like a half fallen star. she didnt know where she was going, she just wanted to be out in some new teritorry. She filcked her tail as she stopped in front of, what she thought to be a border marker, her stance unsure. Seren called Santhess over, her pelt dusted with ice, had become almost a metallic copper in the hazy sun.

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